100 days: Day 14

15/12/2009

Roaming Soul.

‘I’m a roaming soul. A soaring spirit that cannot be contained, restrained or detained, I belong on the open road, man, just me, my dog, I’ll get a dog, and a thermos, a-and some basic cooking implements, that’s all I need man, all I need,’ these were Ken’s reflections as he nibbled dried curry from the corner of his name badge. The queue built up.